Puss in boots. ;)

Fall is upon us. The weather is changing and leaves are falling. Time to retire your open toed shoes for some adventure seeking boots. I am always looking for the right one and I'm not just talking about men. For any occasion, for any time of the year and just pretty much any excuse. I love boots! I have had my eye on a couple,that my feet are craving to get into.

1. Sam Edelman : Featured in Nylon Magazine, these venturesome pair are dying to get onto someones feet. Laced up, high heel military boot goes with the season. I'm not a stylist but these can pretty much be worn with anything. Love Love Love them!!! For more info: Go to Bloomingdale's.

2. Aldo : Also featured in my favorite magazine NYLON, was this great discovery. Although I am not really a fan of Aldo shoes, these are freaking cute. Bold, fun and ready to strut, I introduce: the Vecino boot. Suede, canvas and leather, you can't go wrong. Perfect for falls rainy weather. Or just going out on the town in some black leggings, cream knee high socks and a gray sweater with a beige scarf. ;) Aldo Stores

3. Michael Kors, Stuart Weitzman, BCBG...Oh my!: I love Michael Kors shoes. They are comfortable and sexy. High heels have my name written all over them. YUM! Those extra inches of heel, give me confidence, a boost in height (I'm 5'5", so i need all the inches I can get) and that extra sex appeal and curve from behind, if you know what I mean. Stuart Weitzman, these steely-grey flannel booties... Amazing! Need I say more. I wish I could buy every single shoe and boot by Stuart but I can't. Grr... But BCBG has always been a fav. Two thin buckle straps cross over the lace-up front of an edgy peep-toe bootie with a folded, studded cuff. Check out this seductive, open toed vixen of a boot. For more info on where to buy these, go to Nordstrom. :)

I have nothing more to say then, all of these will soon be part of my shoe family. Happy boot hunting!!! And enjoy the fall season.

"Give the girl the right shoe, and she can conquer the world."  -Marilyn Monroe

Flowers gone black. Not dead. Just Black.

Flowers gone black. Not dead. Just Black.

She sat there pondering, wondering if she was ever going to finish. Stumbling over her thoughts, each one tumbling out from her imagination and on to the blank pages. It was half way through the quarter and yet she still couldn't figure out what she want to write for her big paper. She had a million ideas, all very successful, but none that could quite satisfy her appetite for a good story.  Think...What would Shakespeare or Lewis Carroll do in my situation? She asked out loud. Of course, no one replied, only the silence looking back at her and her hopelessness. She sunk lower into her chair with a little more doubt than she had before, the light from the dreary day poured in through the big bay windows, the rain pitter pattering against them. At her desk was her laptop, which she used all the time. Next to it was a stack of white lined paper, unused, a cup full of #2 pencils, one red pen to correct errors and a bouquet of flowers her boyfriend bought her the day before. She was a very organized girl. Some would say she was a bit punctilious. Looking out the window towards the park, her thoughts became daydreams.
         Running hand in hand with her love, to where he had laid out a blanket in the park. And awaited them was what looked like a surprise picnic. Upon the checkered white and blue blanket was a red box with a pink bow. He gestured for her to open it. Eyes smiling, she reached for the box, then suddenly pulled back in shock when it moved. Looking at him puzzled, he then guestured again for her to open it, soothing her of any doubt that it was harmful. As she reached for the box again, it jumped around like a Mexican Jumping Bean and whimpered. Confused and struggling to keep it in one place, she took the top off and out emerged a puppy. Laughing, she turned to him in such happiness, he pulled her close and kissed her. "Happy birthday darling'', he said.
        Unfortunately, it was just a daydream. The reality was a little less rainbows and butterflies, or should I say puppies. He had actually forgotten her birthday. Looking at the mix of flowers sitting on her desk was only making it worse. Fultile flowers. You sit there and mock me. You're not even may favorite. She thought. Lilies were her favorite. They had been together for a year, yet he still didn't know her favorite flower. If he was blind, his behavior would have been acceptable. But this man had perfect vision. And to forget her birthday, that was whole other upsetting problem of its own. She wasn't so upset she could cry, she would have never cried for these vile flowers. But she kept them there anyway. A reminder, that love was just a myth. Passion no longer existed. Chivalry was like a music box you would find at an antique store. Hardly anyone goes in them anymore and when they did find that music box, it was worn down, paint chipping and the little ballerina inside was leaning over. It was just like the distant melody that came from that box so long ago. Romance nowadays, was watching TV on the couch on a rainy day. No more candle-lit dinners. No more pretty blue boxes from Tiffany's just to say, "I was thinking of you and thought you should have this." No more Lilies on Friday just because. Romance died along with the leaves during the crisp cold Fall. Outside, the rain came down from the sky even harder. The wind blew through the trees and people ran for shelter to get out of the blustery weather. No matter how hard she daydreamed or how many shooting stars she wished upon, her reality would be sitting at that desk, flowers mocking her and that essay staring up wondering when she would continue writing.





Aubrei R. Albin
Thursday, October 28, 2010









This is part of a story I am working on. A teaser if you may. I hope that you enjoy it. More to come!!!




"Better never to have met you in my dream than to wake and reach for hands that are not there."

~ Otomo No Yakamochi

Grasping to find the words....

Something whispers in my ear, "Do it." Should I? Those eyes get me every time. His smile takes me back to our first kiss. Magical and serene. I can still taste him on my lips. When he speaks, it's as if I am in a trance, a lullaby capturing me in a twirling wind or love. Or is it lust? No... Lust wouldn't make you feel like this. Would it? Again, I hear that voice, "Do it. Tell him." I go to open my mouth but I must have lost my words somewhere within my thoughts. He looks up from his coffee, black, no sugar. His eyes on me now. Those eyes. I can feel them undressing me. Touching me.... He smiles again. We both can feel it. Or can he just hear the butterflies fluttering around in my stomach? My heart pounding. Thump, thump, thump. I look away, blushing. Trying not to act coy. But I am caught. He ask is everything okay. I smile, reassuring him that I am fine. Reassuring myself that he feels the same way. He puts his hand over mine, stares into my eyes, and says the words I have been dying to say for weeks now. "I love you."


"Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it."
Curtis Judalet

I was sitting waiting wishing That you believed in superstitions....

Sorry I haven't been writing much on my blog. I have a lot of good stuff written out that I am going to be posting soon. Just been super busy with school, work and my 5 pets. Yes, 5... I have two new addition to my family. Two goldfish I rescued/stole from a Goldfish Race that was held at a bar full of drunk people. Yikes!!! I wanted to steal them all, but I could only smuggle two. So now I have one dog, two cats and two goldfish. What next you ask? Hmmm maybe a bird. Or a bunny. Hahaha, just kidding you silly wabbit. ;) Anyways, I have been extremely busy with school. Ballroom, Drawing/ Sketching, French 1, and Creative Writing. It's exhausting. I know. To keep up with my exciting life. But I enjoy being productive and living it the way I choose and at my pace. It's refreshing. Well, I must go back to studying. Hope you guys have an amazing day. More to come soon. Hugs and Kisses. XO



"We are all inventors, each sailing out on a voyage of discovery, guided each by a private chart, of which there is no duplicate. The world is all gates, all opportunities."
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Scrub-a-dub-dub....

Why Laundry Mats are 10 times better than your regular at home washer and dryer.

1. If you have a large amount of garments that need to be washed, then it is logically easier to take them to the laundry mat and get it down all at once.
2. It takes less time to get it all done.
3. It's a great place to people watch, catch up on your homework assignments or indulge in that book you have had no time to read. 
4. There are a lot of cute college guys who you can occasionally get a glimpse of. (Also cute college girls, such as myself. *wink*)
5. If you just moved into a new place like I just did then, chances are you have a shitty washer/dryer. Most of the time. Or you don't have one in your unit and the laundry room is always occupied by your neighbors clothes. I can load up to a few garments, at a time, which takes way to long to wash and dry, and is crap for how much I pay for rent. Boo on that. 
6. It normally takes up to 2 hours for 1 cycle of clothing to finish at home. Where as it takes 45 minutes to an hour at the laundry mat. Did I mention it takes less time to get it all done?

And so, this is my theory on why laundry mats are better. This is my opinion and you can agree or disagree. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. Good advice: If you need change for parking, this is the best place to get it. Enjoy.



“I believe you should live each day as if it is your last, which is why I don't have any clean laundry, because, come on, who wants to wash clothes on the last day of their life?”  ~Anonymous

The day before Autum began.

Walking through a park, the man slightly stumbles. I sit on a bench watching him walk towards my direction. The air is stall this morning and I think to myself, I wonder if it's going to rain later? It's a bit cold, but my steamy green tea latte keeps my hands warm. The man approaches me, smoking his cigarette, filling his lungs with cancer. He pauses a few feet away from me. Takes the last puff of his small cigar that contains over 600 ingredients, and smiles at me with his yellow decayed teeth. To think of what he just inhaled sickens me, he might as well just licked the ground, but I smiles back politely. I watch the wind lightly brush through the trees. Tickling it. The leaves move in a way, as if the tree is laughing. I smirk to myself, wondering what it would be like to be a tree. I wonder what kind I would be. So I sit there watching people, one of my favorite pastimes. People walk their dogs, jog past me, and some stroll through as if they have no exact destination. In the distance the children play, jumping around and making weird noises, somewhat reminding me of a bunch of little monkeys in a zoo at feeding time. The wind caresses my face. I sit. I am content.



"I woke up this morning with a funny taste in my head
Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread
Something tastes different, maybe it's my tongue
Something tastes different, suddenly I'm not so young"
      ~Die Alone, Ingrid Michaelson

Curiosity Killed The Cat...

I recently just got two kittens from my mother. She found 8 of them on her property in a tree stump. I hesitated to get a cat, but she said she had a black, male kitten that was very sweet. Perfect! Free kitten! Well, when I got to her place, there were two. A brother and a sister. Of course, my first thought was, "I can't afford to take them both." My second thought was, "If I separate them, I risk the chance of them not only of immense loneliness and mental cat problems later but I would feel so bad." So out of the kindness of my heart and motherly instincts, I naturally took them both. Now I am a 'mother' to a 9 month old puppy, Francois and two black month old kittens, Chanel and Lucas (Jacques was his original name, but I found myself calling him Lucas instead, he looks like one). So here I am with 3 pets, the 4th one coming soon. A fish. No worries. I can handle it. Plus, I figured, if you get a dog you have to get a cat then you have to get a fish for the cat. I don't know. Just sounds like the right thing to do. My last fish was killed by a drunk idiot who put beer in his fish tank while i wasn't looks. She said she thought he needed a drink and was also angry at him for killing (eating) my pet snail, Gary. Hmmm... Idiot.
Moving along...

I wanted to recommend for the pet lovers out there some tips, places to take your pet, and if your going out of town spots to keep them if you don't have a sitter. Most of these sites are located in the Seattle area. But you can easily google all in your area.




Parks:
  I recommend taking your dog to on of these parks from Exploredog. My favorites to take mine to are: Magnuson Park because it's huge and volunteer park because it's right outside my front door.
Off leash parks are tricky though. So make sure your dog has all their shots.

Daycares:
Downtown dog lounge  is by far my favorite place to take my dog. He love it there. Just a little DL just from them. "Downtown Dog Lounge is devoted to the well-being and socialization of your four-legged family member. All DDL locations have dog daycare and dog boarding 7 days a week including 24/7 supervision. We also feature full service dog grooming salons at each of our locations. We have a variety of dog training classes as well as one-on-one sessions with our on-staff dog trainers. Check out or dog daycare, boarding, grooming and training pages for more information on our services and package options available."  See.


Pet Stores: I love going to MudBay. They have everything. They are friendly, convenient and always has the best stuff for your pet. Petco is also another place I go if I am trying to save. A lot of daycare or grooming place will have coupons for both of these places. For food, I recommend  giving your dog either Natural Balance or Dogwell. They are the best and your pet will love you more than ever.

 TIPS:
    •    Make sure your pets water bowls are always full. 
    •    Take them out regularly. They can't just get up and excuse themselves to the restroom when ever they need to tinkle. It's part of your responsibility to take them out.
    •    Exercise is very important. Take them for runs, swimming or a simple game of fetch for 20-30 minutes twice a day.
    •    Love your pet. Show them that they are appreciated. Praise them with treats and toys. A happy pet= a happy you.
I hope that this is helpful. I didn't put too much on cats because I just got them but I love cats more. Shhhh Don't tell the pooch. *wink* So if you think I am missing something in this blog or have any questions, feel free to comment. Meow for now. XO

"You can't help that. We're all mad here." - The Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland